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Baletti presented me to his father, who was known under the name of Mario. Silvia and Mario were the stage names assumed by M. and Madame Baletti, and at that time it was the custom in France to call the Italian actors by the names they had on the stage.
He had been very handsome, and justly enjoyed the esteem of the public, in consequence not only of his talent but also of the purity of his life. During supper my principal occupation was to study Silvia, who then enjoyed the greatest reputation, and I judged her to be even above it.
And besides, she is engaged to marry somebody else. 'Ah, you mean the Prince of Sprats, remarked the ex-King. 'But that match is broken off. Since you are on the throne he is in opposition, and can only be considered a pretender; but Silvia is a princess of the blood, cousin-german of the dynasty, and Columbine into the bargain; so she can marry nobody but you.
She had brought with her from Spain that Donna Silvia Molina, of whom I have already spoken, and who had got complete control over her character. Instead of tranquillising her, and so making her happy, Donna Silvia thought to become more entertaining, and above all, more necessary to her, by gossiping to her about the King's amours.
The robber who had taken Silvia, seeing the terror she was in, bade her not be alarmed, for that he was only going to carry her to a cave where his captain lived, and that she need not be afraid, for their captain had an honorable mind and always showed humanity to women. Silvia found little comfort in hearing she was going to be carried as a prisoner before the captain of a lawless banditti.
You may marry Silvia. You deserve her." "I thank your Grace," said Valentine, deeply moved, "and yet must ask you one more boon." "I grant it," said the Duke. "Pardon these men, your Grace, and give them employment. They are better than their calling." "I pardon them and you," said the Duke. "Their work henceforth shall be for wages."
I was one of the Princes of the starry Universe; in me also there was something that was not insignificant and mean and of no account. Silvia Doria Beyond the blue hills, within riding distance, there is a country of parks and beeches, with views of the far-off sea. I remember in one of my rides coming on the place which was the scene of the pretty, old-fashioned story of Silvia Doria.
The district attorney protested to the Court against so much detail and proof going into an opening statement, and the Judge looked inquiringly at Silvia.
I want to add, though, that I had forgotten about the nuts when the district attorney asked his questions here and when I was examined in Boston." "How did you happen to forget about the nuts and remember about the candied fruit?" asked Silvia. "There was nothing to recall the pecans to my mind until you mentioned them just now, but I remember that Dr.
I became again the Mrs. Anerton of the glorious days. Sentimental girls and dear lads like you turned pink when somebody whispered, "that was Silvia you were talking to." Idiots begged for my autograph publishers urged me to write my reminiscences of him critics consulted me about the reading of doubtful lines. And I knew that, to all these people, I was the woman Vincent Rendle had loved.
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